119 Doctor Hun (2/2)
It took almost an three hours for Xia Lian to make a detailed analysis for all the people there. There were young and old, men and women and overall, people of many different groups were present. The youngest being ten and the oldest being about sixty. So many different injuries and treatment methods would require a lot of work. But when thinking about the smiles of the people, formerly despairing in hell, and possibly gaining the complete loyalty of all of them, she deemed her actions well worth it.
The patients were divided into various groups. It was not possible to completely unify the different illnesses, but at least a general differentiation was possible.
” Fan Ling!” Xia Lian called out loudly, resulting in a certain girl throwing away everything in her path and rush towards her master.
” Master...” she was greeted by a paper and a person too busy to even look up to her, ”Divide them into groups, exactly like I mentioned in this paper. Allot a separate room for each group. Don't make any mistakes, the health of our people is at stake.”
Fan Ling nodded seriously and started to move them as per the instructions given to her.
Subsequently Xia Lian made her way to the room where all her herbs and equipment were located.
She looked around the room and rolled up her sleeves, mentally preparing herself for a long working session.
Meanwhile in the Dark City streets,
” I told you already, we won't be treating those filthy and sick people. We don't want to get their diseases by staying too close to them.”
Bao Su forced a polite smile and left from the place at the very first chance. Otherwise, he was truly afraid that he would squash all those noisy flies. How dare they turn down his master's request!
Additionally, this is not the first hospital which straight up rejected their request. Many of them shut the doors on his face without even giving him a chance to speak. Some had the basic courtesy to listen first and then turn him down, mostly not very polite anymore.
This doctor hunt is turning out to be more difficult than expected. The shadow guard sighed while he observed his surroundings helplessly. He almost went through every street and was pretty afraid that there were no longer any doctors left to ask.
A short collection of ideas granted him with a new stroke of inspiration: 'Why not simply ask the common people, if there is any doctor around the Dark City that is treating the poor?'
” Mister, do you know of any doctors who are willing to treat the poor?” Bao Su asked a man in the tea shop.
” Oh! That's easy to tell. There is only one man living within the Dark City, who is willing to treat everyone, no matter how much money you can afford. He's such a good soul!” the man didn't think twice before answering him passionately.
” Really! Then tell me who is he and where does he live?”